It’s funny that for me, talking about music feels almost shameful. For ANYONE to talk about music should never be shameful, let’s just say that. Sure, I don’t know the internal organs of music, the ‘musicology’ of it all how music looks beneath the skin or the lineage that brought it from birth to now.… Continue reading The Rhythm and the Beat
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Tear Down
If we’re honest, the American education system is a dumpster set ablaze. It has become politicized and weaponized and children are suffering for it. It has fully become a situation of haves and have-nots. The haves can go wherever they want to school with the option of private school, charter school, or even homeschooling on… Continue reading Tear Down
The Fire That We Started
We’re at that stage of things where we have to sorta stop and say, oh, yeah, that’s on us. Our bad. There is something sick in our culture and it’s undeniable. We have become a culture standing around our house as it burns, roasting marshmallows. Florida thinks it’s a great idea to ‘show the other… Continue reading The Fire That We Started
An Inheritance of Dirt
There is a strange feeling of being at a great height and near the edge as I think about the world today’s children are inheriting. A feeling that we have climbed too high to easily climb down. It feels as if the only way to reach solid earth again is to fall, something that benefits… Continue reading An Inheritance of Dirt
Too Broke To Care
Do you sometimes get the feeling that there’s a running joke that you’re not a part of and you just can’t figure out what it is? In this case, the joke is on the working class and it’s the management class and higher that’s laughing. The thing is that I don’t think it’s a particularly… Continue reading Too Broke To Care
The Spooky Chris Podcast – The Bureaucracy of Events
In which I talk about the bureaucracy of events and how the bigger an event or show gets, the more people that get involved, and the more the love of the putting it together wanes.
Feast and Famine
I can’t say I ever read reviews for my books, what few there are. I can’t stomach it. I am sure it’s something I didn’t learn when I was younger, that ability to take criticism, digest it, soak up the nutrients and expel the rest. All I know is that I have always had a… Continue reading Feast and Famine
Powder Keg
It’s hard not to feel in the past few years that society has become a powder keg. We are seeing racism slink out of the shadows, bigotry be embraced by political candidates, and hate is being used as a battering ram against those that call for equality. More people are turning to violence as a… Continue reading Powder Keg
Failure
We all have those dips in our lives, those valleys that counter the peaks to remind us to enjoy the peaks while we have them. The rock in our shoe to remind us we’re walking. The cut at the edge of our mouth to remind us we’re smiling. We all have those moments. Some just… Continue reading Failure
The Faithful
As humans, faith is a necessary component of what keeps us going. Faith and hope serve as twin engines that push us through the most difficult times. Hope that things will get better and faith that they can be better. Whether it is faith in the goodness of humanity, in a higher power, in oneself,… Continue reading The Faithful
The Flags We Fly
There’s a strange scent of fire to the air these days. The scent of casual people sitting by the bonfire, beer in hand, and talking about burning it all down. This isn’t anything new. The punk kids did it, the radicals do it, the rebels do it, and anyone that’s ever been burned by a… Continue reading The Flags We Fly
Day Job
There’s a strange disconnect between art and entertainment and the people that consume it. A disconnect that somehow doesn’t see the people involved in the creation of said entertainment and art. Both things are necessary, are part of not just our cultural makeup but part of what gets us through the day to day struggles,… Continue reading Day Job
Pieces of Meat
We’re weird, as a culture. Strange, I might offer as a better term. Many of us pretend to be prudish, to clutch the pearls when we hear something ‘blue’, but the truth is that most of us like naughtiness. We like the dirty stuff. Why did porn really sink its roots into American culture when… Continue reading Pieces of Meat
The Spooky World of Chris Ringler 